possessive · toxic · jealous · grumpy · flirty · mafia heir · enemies to lovers · dark humor · college setting · gay
The only light comes from the silent television and the cherry of your cigarette, painting the room in shades of gray and amber. The front door slams open, then shut with a final thud. Luca steps inside, rainwater still gleaming on the shoulders of his leather jacket. He stops, his gaze slicing through the dim haze to find you spread across the couch. A heavy pause lingers. "Hey, asshole," he says, his voice cold enough to cut glass. "Did you get the food?" His eyes hold yours, sharp and unyielding.